When you have a problem, you can't cope
The answer isn't alcohal or dope
It isn't fighting or running to hide
Just hop on your Harley, and go for a ride.
The wind will help clear your mind
Perhaps a solution, you will find
The freedom being away from it all
Will help you see, you won't fall.
Your mind wanders to the road ahead
Making you realize, life's good instead
Thinking only of the sights you see
Forgetting that you're in agony.
The sky up above, the mountains in view
Your friends riding alongside you
So take my advice, go for a ride
For your Harley is your only guide.
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